I thought long and hard about this post. I slept none last night. I could not make my mind stop. Last night when I found out the young woman with brain cancer took her life I was physically ill for many reasons. I can not imagine what it was like to drink something knowing it was going to take my life. I cant imagine her mom and husband watching her do it either. I did not know her yet I could not stop thinking about her. I finally realized there were two main reasons why it bothered me so much. The first is she was dying of terminal cancer and I know that is what I may face one day possibly a lot sooner than I would like. It scares me. I understand her fear. I am grateful for Gods peace because the idea of dying of cancer is horrible. I do know her decision is not one I would choose. Now the second reason it bothers me so much is everyone saying how brave she was and how she wanted to die with dignity. Yes it was her choice. Her choice hurt no one other than herself. I may not choose it for myself but it was her right. But brave I think not. Was it her only way to die with dignity? No. Brave is my friend a young mother of two and a wife. She is dying. She has been sent home with hospice. She is brave! She is fighting. Fighting everyday! She has been fighting for over a year! She is facing death with dignity and bravery. When she dies will it be on her own terms? No it will be on Gods. Will she die with less dignity because she choose to fight? No. She has shown me what dying with dignity really is. I hope if my time ever comes I can be half as brave as she is.
Posted on: Mon, 03 Nov 2014 13:26:44 +0000
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